Love in the Mix (Love in the Mix #1)

Chapter 8

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SEBASTIAN

G od, she changed into the sexiest little black dress, my eyes glued to the way her hips sway. The pulsing lights and thunderous music envelop us as we stand onstage. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, the crowd’s energy palpable even from up here. I watch as Luna takes in the scene, her eyes wide with a mix of nerves and exhilaration.

Xavier swiftly guides her to the deck, sliding headphones over her ears. The equipment before us gleams under the stage lights, a complex array of knobs, sliders, and buttons that to us are instruments of creation. I lean in close to Luna, my voice barely audible over the thunderous bass.

“Don’t be afraid to let go. Let’s have fun.” I position myself behind her, and I’m struck by how natural this feels. The three of us, moving in sync, building the music together. It’s like we’ve been doing this for years, not mere minutes. Xav began pressing all the right buttons, starting us off slowly, beginning the build to our first drop. Placing my hands on hers, I whisper into her ear, guiding them to the right place. “Press here. Now.”

The music falls as I remove my hands from hers and settle them against her hips. She pushes her ass into me, placing her fingers over mine as we dance together through the first peak. Pulling her back from the deck, I turn her to the side, dipping her slightly back, kissing her smiling cheek before spinning her toward Xavier’s waiting arms. Her laugh is barely audible over the crowd and music. Damn she’s cute. I think I’m falling in love at this moment, watching her smile big and wide at my other half. I watch them both for a few moments before looking out to the crowd, eating up their reaction to our surprise set.

I’m completely absorbed by the crowd, listening to their loud cheering. I turn to see Xavier’s hands on her hips as they press tightly against his, with his lips close to her neck. I see it the minute she lets go—his lips grazing her throat as she pushes one last button, pushing the peak high, letting it fall. I watch as she turns into Xavier’s arms and presses her lips firmly against his. The crowd goes wild as they move with the music. Their kiss is rough; two dominants fighting to win, an unbelievable turn on to watch. I watch as she ends the kiss by grabbing his lower lip between her teeth and pulling away. She lets his lip go with a pop as she turns quickly, leaving him completely frozen, fingers finding all the right triggers in all the right timing, building to the last and final drop.

Xavier moves slowly back to his side, constantly turning to look at a smug Luna zeroed into the crowd. She whisks her hands from the board and moves closer to me, the beat steadily climbing.

“So what are you going to do?” she yells, and my gaze moves to hers. Catching her smile causes the hair on my neck to rise as high as my eyebrows. “Xav and I got them warmed up. What are you going to do to make this the most memorable anti-Valentine’s Day set ever?” I openly stare at her in shock. Her confidence and boldness are one of the sexiest things I’ve ever witnessed. She has apparent desires, and I’m eager to fulfill them and then some.

The song speeds up as I look over her shoulder to Xavier, who stares back and gives me a nod and a dangerous smirk. That’s all I need. I turn toward Luna and lift her off her feet, wrapping her thick thighs around my waist. Her soft body feels perfect against mine, her curves fitting in all the right places. Her full breasts are pressed against my chest. My fingers slide underneath her dress to find the back of her thighs just as Xavier sends the music tumbling down. The entire crowd goes wild as I push Luna’s back against Xavier’s chest. Her fingers pull my hair, tilting my face up toward hers, wasting no time to put her lips against mine. It’s soft and sweet until I feel her tongue against mine.

The need to devour her is so strong that I push her more firmly against Xavier, my hardening cock pressing right against her. I hear her breathing change as her head tilts to the side. Xav lays kisses up and down her neck. She breaks free from my lips, letting out the softest and most desire-filled moan that I’ve ever heard. It jolts us back to reality. As the song fades out, I set her down and grab the mic one last time.

“That’s it for us! Happy fuck you Valentine’s Day!” The three of us wave, bow, and make our way offstage. I grab Luna’s hand. I know one thing for certain: the night is just getting good, and it’s definitely not fucking over.